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Chapter 32
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Uncle, ruin me Chapter 33
JulianThe door to my bedroom closed with a soft, hollow click that echoed in the dark. I stood with my back pressed against the wood, my hands trembling violently at my sides as I tried to draw air into my lungs. My chest was heaving, my heart thrashing against my ribs like a trapped bird.“Fuck” I murmured to myself.My lips were swollen, burning, wet and still carrying the sharp, intoxicating taste of Dante’s mouth, the bitter dark alcohol taste on his tongue.I slid down the face of the door until my knees hit the plush carpet, resting my forehead against my knees.Why didn’t I hesitate? I should have pulled back. When his mouth slammed over mine, every instinct in my body hadn't screamed to run, it screamed to surrender. I wanted his hands on me and his dark, suffocating control. I wanted to belong to the man that people feared, even if staying in his shadow meant burning alongside him.I pulled myself up from the floor, my legs feeling weak and unsteady. I stripped off the tuxed
Uncle, ruin me Chapter 32
JulianThe door to my bedroom closed with a soft, hollow click that echoed in the dark. I stood with my back pressed against the wood, my hands trembling violently at my sides as I tried to draw air into my lungs. My chest was heaving, my heart thrashing against my ribs like a trapped bird.“Fuck” I murmured to myself.My lips were swollen, burning, wet and still carrying the sharp, intoxicating taste of Dante’s mouth, the bitter dark alcohol taste on his tongue.I slid down the face of the door until my knees hit the plush carpet, resting my forehead against my knees.Why didn’t I hesitate? I should have pulled back. When his mouth slammed over mine, every instinct in my body hadn't screamed to run, it screamed to surrender. I wanted his hands on me and his dark, suffocating control. I wanted to belong to the man that people feared, even if staying in his shadow meant burning alongside him.I pulled myself up from the floor, my legs feeling weak and unsteady. I stripped off the tuxed
Uncle, ruin me Chapter 31
JulianThe grand ballroom of the Grand Regent Hotel was a suffocating sea of black tuxedos, silk evening gowns, and glittering crystal chandeliers.The air smelled of expensive perfume, aged champagne, and the quiet, heavy weight of political power. This was the annual Legal & Municipal Gala, the one night a year where city judges, high-stakes corporate partners, district attorneys, and discreet power brokers gathered under one roof to drink top-shelf scotch and make important deals and use charity to cover them up.I walked half a step behind Dante, my hands tucked politely at my sides.I wore a tailored black tuxedo Dante had ordered directly to the penthouse two days ago, along with a crisp white shirt and a silk bow tie. It fit me perfectly, making me look far more like a young associate at a prestigious corporate firm than a twenty-two-year-old law intern who spent his mornings cross-referencing tax receipts."Keep your posture straight, Julian," Dante said softly beside me. He d
Uncle, ruin me Chapter 30
DanteThe private room in the sub-basement of Il Nido smelled of expensive Dominican tobacco, aged scotch, and cold cement.Above us, the club’s bass vibrated through the reinforced ceiling in a dull, rhythmic thud, but down here, behind three inches of soundproofed steel doors, the air was as still as a tomb.Don Alejandro Moretti sat at the head of the dark oak table, his heavy gold signet ring catching the low amber light of the chandelier. To his left sat two senior lieutenants, their faces hardened by decades of violence. To his right, I sat with my suit jacket unbuttoned, a thick leather folio open before me."Santori is pushing through the city zoning board," Alejandro said, his gravelly voice cutting cleanly through the ambient hum of the room. He spat a thin stream of cigar smoke toward the low ceiling. "He’s trying to freeze our secondary permits for the southern docks. He thinks if he chokes our real estate expansion, the council will force us to renegotiate the freight ann
Uncle, ruin me Chapter 29
JulianThe crisp autumn air outside the firm did nothing to cool the persistent heat prickling at the back of my neck.I stood near the edge of the granite steps outside the building’s main entrance, adjusting the leather strap of my briefcase over my shoulder. It was barely 8:30 AM, but the downtown sidewalk was already humming with commuters in dark coats, rushing past with steaming coffee cups and hushed morning conversations.As I pulled my collar up against the wind, my eyes naturally drifted toward the street corner.Parked beside a silver fire hydrant fifty yards away was a sleek, black sedan with heavily tinted windows. It wasn't Dante’s car, his private sedan had distinctive custom rims and a low, heavy chassis, but something about it felt strangely familiar. I had seen the exact same vehicle idling down the block when I left the penthouse this morning.I paused, staring at the dark windshield. For a split second, I thought I caught the faint outline of two broad-shouldered m
Uncle, ruin me Chapter 28
DanteBy 3:00 AM, the city below the thirty-fifth floor was nothing more than a grid of dying neon and dark asphalt. I sat behind his desk, the solitary glow of a green-banker’s lamp casting sharp, geometric shadows across my face. On the desk lay a single black leather binder, unbranded and it was delivered less than twenty minutes ago by a courier who had already vanished into the night.The chief of security and intelligence I employed for internal counter-intelligence did not write fluffy summaries. His files always contained cold, raw financial surveillance: bank records, offshore wire transfers, encrypted call logs, and notarized gambling markers from illegal high-stakes tables running out of the harbor district and I’m sure this one in front of me was no different.I took the binder in my hands and turned each page with a slow, deliberate snap of my wrist.I got to what I was looking for after a few turns.Marcus Crowe.Senior partner at Boardman & Associates. A man who present
Uncle, ruin me Chapter 7
JULLIAN“Get dressed.”I blinked, looking up from the notes spread across the small desk in my room. “I am dressed.”Dante stood by the door, leaning against the frame like he owned the space, which, technically, he did.“Not for where we’re going.”“And where is that?”“Around.”I frowned. “Around
Uncle, ruin me Chapter 3
JULIAN’S POV The last time I saw Mother angry, I was probably still struggling to pronounce words properly. In this dark world, she was the ray of sunshine. I loved how she loved me and tried to protect me but there's only so much she could do. My hands moved quickly as I piled the plates
Uncle, ruin me Chapter 2
DANTE'S POV Julian was a pretty boy. He had always been but after fifteen years, he looked too delicate to be involved in the family business. I was glad Orabella was trying to make him take another path. His lashes fluttered as he looked up at me briefly. I could tell he was skeptical about l
Uncle, ruin me Chapter 1
JULIAN’S POVThe devil I know is better than the angel I didn't. Problem is, I didn't know any angels. Born into a life like this, there were just devils and devils and they showed up when you least expected.Tonight's surprise was Dante Martinez. He arrived at dinner fifteen years late with a suit
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